Warp Speed

Another Halloween has come and gone.  Is time moving at warp speed, or is it just me?

I managed to get our ghost candles lit...

and A+ sister Shilo helped Mar get a two-faced pumpkin carved.

This year we had an inordinate amount of older trick-or-treaters... the post-puberty, deep-voiced, boyfriend-girlfriend-out-on-date kind.  Weird.

One older boy didn't appear to have a costume of any sort, so I had to ask, "What are you dressed up as?"

"Something with a tail," he responded.

Sure enough, he turned around to show me a tail, pinned to the backside of his pants.

Nice effort.

Mar brought home a nice stash of diet-crashing goodies.  Yes, I have had more than my share of Baby Ruths, Hot Tamales, Hershey bars, Almond Joys, and peanut M&Ms.

I'm heading out tomorrow (which for you is most likely "today," unless you are up at 11:55 pm perusing blogs instead of sleeping) for UT to help Britt with wedding planning.  Unless I get snowed in.  The girls are counting on AT LEAST a delayed start for school tomorrow (which means no early early seminary), so they stayed up past their usual late bedtime.  

I hope they are right... we could all use a little more sleep around here.

But then the snow needs to move-the-heck-on-out.  I have a plane to catch.